A Genius Thrown to the Wolves

Don't be a Tease Ch. 67

With that Kiyotaka took out his phone and took a few pictures to show Hisoka since he knew the man would ask. "Looks like a my little kitten had his fun~" Never mind. Hisoka can see his work first hand. 

"Hisoka. Didn't expect to see you so soon." That only made Hisoka smirk and move around Kiyotaka to get a closer look at Genthru's body that had since passed out from the pain. "Didn't know you had this kind of brutality in you, or for you to get your hands dirty." Hisoka looked back at Kiyotaka, "Or, not. How don't you have any blood on you?" Kiyotaka looked past Hisoka, at Genthru, then back at his clean hands. "Genthru did it to himself. I didn't lift a finger...I'm innocent" Kiyotaka added mockingly at the end. "Yeah right. So~, how'd you get him to do it?" Hisoka already knowing the answer, but not knowing what Kiyotaka's response would be. 

"I was just to cute to say no to." Hisoka stared for a second before bursting out laughing. "You can't just say that with such a straight face! Haha!" Kiyotaka chose to continue, "It's true though. I may have a little help from my nen to do all that" Kiyotaka said, gesturing to Genthru's mutilated body, "but he had intended to keep me alive anyway. This whole massacre he brought me to watch was his attempts at scaring me into submission to him." Something about that didn't sit quite right with Hisoka.

"Why exactly did he want to scare you into submission?" Kiyotaka rolled his eyes at having to restate the previously given reason. "He thought I was cute." Hisoka's expression darkened. " Why did he think you were cute?" Kiyotaka had to take a moment to think about the answer to Hisoka's question. 'Why did Genthru think I was cute? I just used the affection I saw and played into it. But where did the affection stem from?' "Well?" Hisoka asked impatiently, his voice low. "I don't know for sure. He seemed to really like the way I look. He also really liked my ears." "liked your ears. Did you let him touch them?" "I did, though I thought that the way he'd touched them would feel a whole lot better if it was you." 

This statement seemed to bring Hisoka out of the stupor he was beginning to work himself into. "Really? What was it?" Kiyotaka gave a hidden sly smile "Oh, I can't tell you here, I'll tell you when we get home." "What could you have done that you can only tell me at home?!" Hisoka asked losing a bit of composure just as Kiyotaka had wanted. "Well you won't till we get there now will you? Speaking of, where is home for the night?" Hisoka had to take a moment to gather himself and put his thoughts in order. "There's an inn just a little ways away, closer to where we're headed off to tomorrow." "Where are we headed tomorrow?" Hisoka let a sly smirk openly show on his face, "I guess you won't know till tomorrow, now will you?" Kiyotaka rolled his eyes "walked right into that one." 

Hisoka led the way to the inn, immediately attempting to figure out what Genthru had gotten to do with Kiyotaka that Kiyotaka would rather be doing with him. Kiyotaka, however, was faster. He slipped into the bathroom, showered, and got ready for bed. He stayed locked in the bathroom that whole time, not giving Hisoka an inch to budge. Hisoka, reassigned to his fate, decided to just get ready for bed.

Kiyotaka finally came out of the bathroom when he'd decided he'd made Hisoka wait long enough. Hisoka watched him walk out in an oversized shirt, and throw his clothes in the pile of his own discarded 'day' clothes. "So. What did Genthru do?" "Nothing much. Just held my head in his hands as he massaged my ears." Kiyotaka said shrugging, but inwardly amused as he felt Hisoka's mood darken. Though he did want something from the man so he decided not to torture him any longer. "Not like I enjoyed it though. The man is slimy. The type of person who reminds me of my father. The type of person I hate. I might have actually enjoyed it if it were you though." Kiyotaka makes sure he still sounds nonchalant as he walks over acting like he's about to get in his side of the bed. Ignoring the eyes he knows are watching him. 

Instead of just getting in bed and laying down, Kiyotaka hovers next to Hisoka locking their eyes together, and moves until he is hovering right in front of Hisoka, in the middle of his legs. Hisoka could take this to mean a million things right now, but Kiyotaka is 99% sure this will end how he wants it to. 

Hisoka takes a minute to just stare at the person in his lap. There were a million things he wanted to do, but knew that only one would end the way they both wanted. Slowly, he reached his hands up grabbing Kiyotaka by the face, sliding his fingers gently in his hair my his ears and moving up towards Kiyotaka's ears. Once he got here, his thumbs were on the soft inner shell of his ear, the rest on the outside of his ears. Hisoka began to massage the ears between his fingers, every so often using his ring and pinky finger to scratch at the base of Kiyotaka's ears. 

Kiyotaka expected it to feel better to have Hisoka be the one doing this, but his expectations were far beyond superseded. He felt himself melt at the sensations. He's never been this relaxed in his life. 'Maybe there's a nerve being pushed to cause this reaction' Kiyotaka thinks to himself before his head is empty. He is to relaxed to think of anything. 

Hisoka watches as the thoughts behind Kiyotaka's eyes fade. Feels his body going lax. Hisoka loves that the boy has completely relaxed into him, and getting to gently hold his head in his hands as he plays with the fluffy appendages. Hisoka doesn't know how, but he feels himself subconsciously relaxing as well. Maybe Kiyotaka was just the emotional support cat he needed.  Hisoka doesn't have many thoughts after that as the two of them mindlessly dose off in each others embrace. 'It was a good day' the two of them had thought before fully succumbing to sleep.